"The Tao can be the way, the non-constant way is also, the name can be named, and the non-constant name is also ......!" In the Qingmei view, Yu Yue was drawing the talisman while listening to the Mo River not far away reciting the Taoist scriptures that he had never heard before.

The content of the Taoist scriptures recited by Mo He is not much, only a dozen or so sentences, but listening to it, he can feel the Dao Zhi Zhi contained in it, although there are still some incomprehensions, but this does not prevent Yu Yue from being attracted.

Mo He didn't notice Yu Yue's distraction, he was sitting there at the moment, stretching out his hand and tapping on the seat under him, while softly reciting these few Taoist scriptures from the memories of his previous life.

The higher the cultivation goes, the more Mo He can comprehend the unfathomable profundity of the Taoist classics from the memory of his previous life, but it is a pity that in the memory of his previous life, there are only a few sentences that can be remembered, and he has not read the full text of the Taoist scripture at all.

In his previous life, for these Taoist scriptures and other things, except for those who really liked them, ordinary people really rarely studied them, and the sad thing is that Mo He should have been classified among these ordinary people at that time.

However, because this Taoist scripture is really too famous, even if Mo He didn't read the full text in his previous life, he also knew some of the classic sentences in it.

During the period of closed-door penance in the Mohe River, I remembered these sentences that I remembered, and I took them out and carefully pondered them after using my cultivation, and I felt quite rewarding.

"It's a pity, if I had read this Taoist scripture in my previous life, even if I had simply read it, I would have been able to find a way to restore it from my memory, so that I wouldn't be like now, I only remember such a few sentences!" After reciting these sentences many times, Mo He finally stopped, sighed in his heart, and then slowly stood up.

Glancing at Yu Yue beside him, Mo He walked to his side, reached out and touched his head, and tapped it lightly.

"Concentrate on it, you've failed to draw this talisman!"

Although Mo He only tapped lightly, Yu Yue felt a lot of pain at this time, and hurriedly admitted his mistake while reaching out and touching the place where he had been knocked.

"The disciple knows that he is wrong, and he must concentrate next!"

Mo He nodded lightly, and then did not care about Yu Yue, raised his feet and walked towards the top of Wangyue Mountain, ready to continue his cultivation.

Now it has been almost a year since Mo He survived the wind disaster, and during this time, Mo He felt that the growth rate of spiritual power in his body had slowed down.

At the same time, Mo He also felt that with the passage of time, the intensity of the fire he was about to face was also constantly strengthening, and after a certain extent, the secret method of crossing the three disasters may not be able to continue to prevent the fire from coming, and at that time, Mo He would have to face the fire.

However, according to Mo He's estimate, it would take at least ten years for the fire to forcibly descend, and he didn't intend to delay it that long.

Entering the Moon Pavilion at the top of the mountain, Mo He sat down cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and the power of a star enveloped him.

Yu Yue in the Qingmei view glanced up at the golden light on the top of the mountain, and then turned around and continued to concentrate on drawing his talisman.

He has become accustomed to the scene of Mo He's practice, and now that his cultivation has also reached the middle stage of the Dao realm, there are still many things to learn, so it's better not to be distracted.

Just when Mo He and Yu Yue were concentrating on their own cultivation, time passed little by little, and it was almost dusk and sunset, when Mo He in the Moon Pavilion, opened his eyes and happened to see the red sun that was about to set on the horizon.

At this moment, the sunset leans against the mountain, rendering the sky into a piece of red, in the red glow of the sky, the sun slowly descends below the horizon, and the poignancy of the afterglow of the sunset is vividly displayed in front of Mohe's eyes.

Looking at this beautiful scenery in front of him, Mo He seemed to be attracted by this beauty, and he watched intently, until the sunset completely fell and the red light on the horizon disappeared, and then he came back to his senses, and a trace of inexplicable feeling arose in his heart.

Mo He had just come back to his senses, and in the ancestral hall at the foot of Mochizuki Mountain, a golden light suddenly lit up, and a figure dressed in golden light walked out of the ancestral hall in a slightly embarrassed way.

"Master!" Mo He's gaze instantly turned to the foot of the mountain, and then his body turned into a blue light, and immediately appeared in front of the Qingmei Daoist.

As soon as he saw the Qingmei Daoist, Mo He's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, because the Qingmei Daoist looked a little embarrassed at this moment, the breath on his body was disordered, the divine light was a little uncertain, and his face was not very good-looking, as if he had been injured a little.

"Master, who hurt you?" Mo He opened his mouth as he spoke, and an aqua blue watery aura instantly shot out from his hand, enveloping the body of the Qingmei Daoist.

Qingmei Dao Chang, who originally wanted to answer Mo He's question just now, was covered with a layer of moist aura at this moment, and he was surprised to find that the damage to his divine body, under this moisturizing aura, had recovered quickly.

"What a powerful healing method!" said the young plum chief secretly praised in his heart.

The water and aura of the Mo River, Qingmei Daoist is the first time to experience it personally, but he didn't expect the effect to be so strong, which can be called a miraculous means.

The injuries on his body recovered, and the aura of the Qingmei Daoist quickly stabilized, and the divine light slowly converged, and then he said to Mo He.

"As the teacher heard that you survived the storm, I originally thought that after a while, I would wait until you achieve the position of the true immortal of the Yuan God, and then come to congratulate you, but I didn't expect to flee today, so I came back early!"

Qingmei Daoist said while looking at Mo He with relief, his disciple really gave him too many surprises, and those regrets in the past are now being realized one by one in the hands of his disciple.

His inheritance has been inherited, Qingmei Guan has now become a small sect, although the people are not prosperous, but all of them are good materials and beautiful jade, not inferior to those disciples from the big sects, and when Mohe achieves the Yuan Shen True Immortal, then the Qingmei Daoist really has no regrets.

"Master, you haven't told me yet, who injured you?" Mo He looked at Qingmei Daoist and continued.

The appearance of the Qingmei Taoist just now was obviously a fight with someone, and he used some kind of Shinto method to escape back to his temple in embarrassment.

"Let's go, let's go back to Qingmei Temple first, let's talk as we go!" Qingmei Daoist looked at Mo He's expression, gently stroked his beard, and then said to Mo He.

Qingmei Daoist knew that Mo He was worried about him, and he didn't want Mo He to worry, after all, he was Mo He's master, and he always let his disciples protect him, and Qingmei Daoist was a little embarrassed on his face.

"As a teacher, I really encountered some danger this time, if it weren't for the life-saving things given by God, I'm afraid I would have to be caught this time......" Qingmei Daochang and Mo He walked towards Qingmei Guan, and at the same time roughly talked about what they had encountered.

This matter is also related to Ye Nian, Ye Nian was a god, and now it has become a game confrontation between the Underworld Divine Court and the gods of the Third Dynasty, and it is also the first conflict in this Shinto dispute.

Previously, Ye Nian's soul was under the protection of the gods of the Third Dynasty, and in order to prevent the gods of the Second Dynasty from being unfavorable to him in the Underworld Divine Court, Ye Nian's edict had been dragging on.

Recently, I feel that the time for delay is almost over, and the dynasty is about to hold a new edict, so I am ready to quietly let Ye Nian ascend to the throne in this edict, but this matter has not been filled with the Underworld Divine Court in the end.

Qingmei Daochang had encountered a master in the Underworld Divine Court before, and suffered a big loss at the hands of the other party, and not many of the other gods along with him escaped in the end.

"That means that General Ye Nian is now more than auspicious!" Returning to the Qingmei Guan, Mo He couldn't help frowning slightly after listening to the whole thing.

After all, he had dealt with this old general Ye once, and the impression left by the other party on Mo He was not bad, if he could, Mo He did not want the other party to become the first victim of this Shinto dispute.

And hearing Mo He's words, Qingmei Daoist sighed slightly, nodded and said, "I'm afraid, now General Ye has encountered an accident, and I will lose the first encounter in this Shinto battle!"

"Which god in the Underworld Divine Court is the one who injured the master?" Hearing what the Qingmei Daoist said, Mo He knew that Ye Nian was estimated to have really encountered an accident, so the topic stopped here, and turned to ask about the god who injured the Qingmei Daoist.

"I've already told you before that you don't need to get involved in this Shinto dispute, you won't get any benefits!"

Mo He was not surprised by Daoist Qingmei's answer, but continued to ask: "The disciple actually has something unclear, I wonder if the master can solve my doubts?"

"What do you want to know, as long as the teacher can answer it, of course it won't hide it from you. Hearing this, Qingmei Daoist said without the slightest hesitation.

"The battle of the Divine Way is still an internal friction for the human race, and it is consuming the strength of the human race itself, but why have the major sects not stopped this matter, and even listened to the master's intentions, and there is still some tacit attitude, which the disciples have not figured out?"

When Mo He asked this question, Qingmei Daoist was silent for a moment, and then said: "If you asked this question about the teacher before, the teacher doesn't know how to answer you, but some time ago, from the mouth of a god, the teacher happened to learn some news, whether it is true or not, after you hear it, don't spread it." ”

Mo He nodded, waiting for the next step of the Qingmei Daoist.

Qingmei Daoist turned his head slightly, and looked at the plaque of the Zundao Hall among the three simple houses of Qingmei Temple.

"There are many cultivators between heaven and earth, but there are only seven Creation Dao Ancestors, according to rumors, the next Creation Dao Ancestor may be a person in the Divine Dao, I think, it may be because of this. ”

As soon as Qingmei Daochang's voice fell, Mo He was also silent instantly, this answer was really a bit unexpected to him!